Here is some poems that we wrote based on Ethiopia:
Tired, dusty faces
Dry, hot places
Tears and screams
No water no streams
Thin pale bones
There only tools sticks and stones
A bundle of helpless children hoping for food
No riches just rags
No water no food
Just hunger Just thirst
There dying they need a nurse
Hard floor no comfort
Just pain which hurts
Young boys Young girls
Have fear in their eyes
They want it to be over
and restart their lives.
By Will Brain
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